Have you got permits for a penguin and a panda? I kind of doubt it.
Wow your goooooooooooooodddddddddddddd. Lol that was a wonderful a creative story, you should be an author hahaha
Your story was truly riveting, my friend. All the best with those darn penguin grabber.
Lol ok fasho
I was in the mall, and someone grabbed my penguin. I was walking down the street with my panda bear, and a man in a big black coat grabbed my penguin. I was volunteering at my old preschool (community service), and one of those stuck up, snot-nosed brats grabbed my penguin. I had just had enough of it - that's why I did it. It was a dark and stormy night. I was walking down the road, through the rain in a tough part of town. I had my penguin tucked into my jacket, so no one would try to grab him, when out of nowhere, I heard footprints behind me. I was so obsessed with seeking my vengeance on those filthy, penguin-grabbing creeps, that I became paranoid. The footprints that I heard belonged to none other than Harvey Q. Goldberg - the neighbourhood toilet seat vender. I hadn't slept in days, so even a fine young gentlemen such as Harvey seemed like a voracious, penguin-grabbing fiend who was out to get me. I immediately stopped and produced my skillet with a flourish. A single whack was all it took to bring Harvey to the ground. I hesitated when I realized what I had done. I couldn't believe I had done it. My first instinct was to hide the body. I took a minute to think, and then it hit me. I would drag him to the local alpaca farm, and dump him over the fence. The next day a missing person's report was filed. I was terrified. I ditched town, grew a beard, shaved it off, and changed my name to Harvey Q. Goldberg. That's how I got jailed for identity theft.
